A short break from uniformity

[wiseheart]

I met one of my colleagues today. She took me to the Transit Art Café, which was an interesting experience. It reminded me of the small café/bookshop thingie we visited with altariel and the_wild_iris when Mum and I were in Cambridge for a few days. Without the books, unfortunately, and a bit more pricely than it would be reasonable, but interesting nonetheless.

I'll have to take Mum there, as it's unlikely that we'll ever get to Cambridge again.

Other than that, I've finished another little mermaid (photo later). There's only one more left to do, and an experimental Santa, before I'll try my hand on the CD recycling project.

There should be more writing, really, but I got up so groggy that I somehow managed to waste the entire morning. *sigh*

Comments

[meathiel]

The cafe looks nice ... pity it's so pricey.

[wiseheart.livejournal.com]

It is an interesting place, for sure. No more expensive than Stühmer's Café, at least where coffee is concerned, but it isn't as elegant and sophisticated, either. Worth visiting once, but I don't think I'll become very attached.

Of course, if one lived on the other side of the street and visited the film showings and literary readings as my colleague has done for years, one can come to like it very much, I guess.

[spikesgirl58.livejournal.com]

I hope that you get to take your mum there just for something different to do one day.

[wiseheart.livejournal.com]

That is the idea, yes. Fortunately, we can easily get there by bus, so when the heat settles a bit I'll take her there indeed.

[akane42me.livejournal.com]

The cafe looks very cool:) I agree, it would be even better with books!

[wiseheart.livejournal.com]

It used to be a coach terminus, back in the 1960s or so. As it was considered a protected industrial building, it couldn't be torn down. So, where it was the waiting room now is the café, and under the concrete awning where the buses parked, there are more tables and chairs and sofas - at the end, there are even hammocks hung between the concrete pillars, and you can apparently rest in them. Not me, as I'd get nauseous from it, but, you know, normal people. *g*